Two weeks ago, I asked for delivery of KFC. After thirty minutes, I returned from the outside. Then there was a carrier at the front door. I saw an unbelievable scene in the flesh. A carrier was eating potetoes. But I couldn't say anything to him. Then I telephoned shop of KFC to bring new one. After ten minutes, a manager came to apologize. I forgave him for his action. I had a bad time. I never ask KFC to deliver.